World-Shaking II

A deafening boom rang out.

As that figure fell, countless chunks of rubble exploded from the ruins beneath the torrential rain, and the ground trembled.

Crackle! Crackle!!

Silver lightning continued to flicker, and scattered arcs even drifted into the curtain of rain, producing countless faint, wandering sparks.

It looked like the starry expanse of the universe.

Splendid and beautiful, yet deadly.

The reinforced-concrete remnants of buildings instantly disintegrated into nothingness upon touching those wandering electrical sparks.

The mysterious magnetic field raged through the area near the Grand Opera House. Ordinary people could not even approach; even standing hundreds of meters away for a moment would get them killed by the dissipating aftershocks.

Hellman and Ashirs exchanged glances, grave expressions appearing on both their faces.

They knew Chairman Leonidas would not be defeated so easily, but being forced down by that concentrated silver thunderstorm was clearly no good sign either.

Splash.

A faint sound rang out.

A figure covered in silver arcs of electricity emerged from the ruins.

It was the man in military uniform, his eyes tightly shut.

He looked somewhat disheveled now. His once impeccably groomed blond hair had become messy, several locks charred and curled, while his face no longer held its former calm composure.

His expression was visibly cold.

Leonidas's formerly spotless military uniform was now tattered, with several fresh tears in it.

At that moment, Hellman's pupils suddenly contracted.

His keen senses caught an almost imperceptible crack at the corner of Chairman Leonidas's eye.

"The Chairman... is injured?!"

Ashirs heard his shocked murmur, and his expression immediately changed as well.

The earthly counterpart of the "Blind General" had actually been injured by a mortal?!

No one would have believed such a thing!

A supreme god, even in the form of an earthly counterpart, was still the